Zayn: "Well that was amazing!" You slurred, both you and Zayn giggled. "You're beautiful [Y/N]." Zayn smiled as you and he cuddled. "Thank you Mr. Malik. So are you." You both snuggled and went to sleep. The next morning, you stirred awake, head pounding and stomach grumbling. You threw on Zayn's shirt and put your hair into a messy bun. You looked in his fridge, scrambling some eggs and frying up some bacon. You made your famous breakfast potatoes and ate silently. You crept into the bedroom and saw Zayn still sleeping. You got dressed and went back into the kitchen. You made Zayn a little plate and put it aside in a small food container, along with a note. "Great night last night, Zayn. Best night I've had in a long time. Call me soon hun. [Your cell number]. xx -[Y/N]" You silently slipped out and went home. Later that morning, Zayn woke up feeling around for you. Disappointed when he didn't find you, he followed the smell of bacon to the kitchen. He found breakfast and a note. He smiled at your handwriting and ate his breakfast with a smile on his face. But he frowned, knowing that he used an amazing girl while she was tipsy.
Liam: "Fuck Liam! You're so big!" You screamed, as you both came down from your highs. "That was incredible." He laughed, kissing your neck as you giggled beneath him. You both knocked out, him on top of you as he snored in your ear. You woke up the next morning to the thunder booming outside your window. You stood up and got dressed, washed your face and collected your items as you got ready to leave. Before you did, Liam came into the room with two cups of hot chocolate. "I'll drive you home, love." He smiled and you felt your stomach do a few twists. You nodded as you both drank your cocoa, and shared cookies. "Thanks Liam." You smiled as you gave him a small kiss before unlocking your door. "Bye [Y/N]. I'll see you around." He smiled again and you blushed. "Call me." You winked as you wrote your number down on the palm of his hand. He blushed and you stepped out, running to your porch and unlocking your door. You waved by to him as you went inside. His heart raced as he re-read your number, but a wave of guilt flashed over him as he realized he just used your for drunken sex.
Louis: "Ohhh Louis!" You moaned as he released inside of you. You both went to your house after the club was closed early due to a water break. It was only 9:30pm. You got pretty wasted back at your place and you got turned on by each other really quickly. "That was ... so hot." He laughed. "It really was." You agreed, his stomach grumbling as you did. "Someone's hungry." You laughed and he got up, pulling on shirt and a pair of pajama pants of your cousin's that he forgot one night he came over. You pulled on pajamas and both of you went to the bathroom, washing up. The cold water sobered you both a bit and you ran to your house phone to get dinner. Louis and you agreed that tacos sounded great. "Sour cream is the best." You nodded, shoving more of the burrito into your mouth. "Cheese is amazing." Louis moaned as he shoved a quesadilla in his mouth. You both watched Date Night and crashed on the sofa. Louis woke up before you did, looking at the clock to see it was 8am. He rubbed his eyes, cleaning up and leaving a small note. "Hey beautiful, it was 8am when I wrote this, so ... yeah. I had an amazing time last night. I would love to see you again! Call me soon babe, [His number]. Much love -Louis xx" He put the note on the counter with a toasted bagel and cream cheese, his heart aching as he saw you cuddled up alone. He kissed your forehead and slipped out. He was happy that he met you, but heartbroken that he used you while he was drunk.
Harry: "You're so huge. How do you do it?" "I dunno ... genetics?" "So ... your dad has a big penis?" "I guess so ... so did my granddad." You both started cracking up, looking into each other's eyes. Harry and you met at a club once, but not last night. You two were both 100% sober, just lonely and horny. It was 9am and you and Harry were already satisfied. "How about I pick us up some lunch?" You offer and he shakes his head. "It's the least I can do." He smiled and kissed you quickly, before getting dressed and slipping out. You craved his lips more than for just a peck, but you knew it was just sex, nothing more. Not even friends with benefits. You tidied up, getting dressed and jamming to the radio. You didn't hear Harry come in with lunch, you were too busy dancing around in your shorts and t-shirt, when you feel two arms pull you into a hug from behind. "You look sexy." He whispered, kissing your neck. You felt your cheeks heat and your stomach tied in knots. "Thanks. What's for lunch?" Harry pulled out two Subway sandwiches and you both sat on the floor in the living room eating. You phone went off and it was your best friend. "I have to go, Styles." You jumped up and grabbed your purse. "Where are you going?" "My best friend's sister is going into labor. I have to go and freak out with her." You laughed. You crouched down and gave him a long kiss. "Love ya!" You got up and waved as you ran out. "Yeah ... love ya." He whispered, his heart breaking with each second that went by.
Niall: "I can always count on you when my dick is hard." Niall said and you pushed him. "And when my vagina is getting wet, I can count on you." He laughed and you both lounged on the couch, watching the derby. "Not many girls like watching this." "Well I'm not like many girls." You winked. "That's the truth." He murmured and you blushed. "Hand me those crisps." You asked and his eyes widened. "Please?" He shook his head. You huffed, crawling onto his lap and pulling him into a passionate kiss. His hand slowly lowered and you took that as an advantage, taking the chips from him. "Thank you!" You said sweetly and innocently. His phone rang and he read a text out. "Ni, meet me and the boys at my place. Important talk." You frowned, but quickly plastered on a small smile. "Liam?" "No, Zayn." "Oh." "Yeah. Sorry gorgeous, I have to go." You nodded and he put his sneakers on. "Oh! Wait!" He pulled your face to his, slipping his tongue into your mouth. Your lips moved with his and he pulled away, taking back the bag of chips. "Gotcha!" He winked and you smirked. "Bye Ni." "Bye prin- [Y/N]." He slipped out, his face forming into a frown as he left behind the girl he has loved since he laid eyes on you. And you sighed, tears forming in your eyes when you realized you and Niall will be nothing more than friends.
